Get down and pray to the oven
She thinks that God is there, in there
Do you see sylvia in the oven?
Colossal fact, daddys ex dont let you read.
Heres what she sees.
In the end her only friend, keeps herself wide
Open
Looks into a higher ground
What did husband say was found?
She found - a daughter going on with her life
I cant juggle this
I cant juggle this
I cant juggle this
When it slips she says:
This kansas wheat wont break me
And another drink wont take me
I can make it if you can
Strip it down wide open still
Was your head caught in that pill?
Was your life one big regret?
The smartest man she ever met
Was not buried or put up on a cross
And she thinks its over, still
If that light wont go on
Theres no hope in life at all
If the oven wont burn
This kansas wheat wont break us
And another drink wont make us free
The ovens wide open, hold your breath and see.
Hold your breath and see . . .